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Sis the now all too common phrase used in association with strangers. Often used in terms of those we have no connection to and most times are not seeking to connect to. We've separated it from the true connection of sisterhood. Causing a strain and misappropriated placement in our lives. Sisterhood is a phenomenal asset to the lives of women, its existence is needed. Positive sisterhood consist of our loyal tribe of women set in place as strength, power, loyalty, love, correction and true connection. I believe sisterhood to be a mandate in our lives. Intended to nurture the hearts, minds and spirits of one another. The bond that uplifts and encourages. One that empowers. There is however a flip side in sisterhood. Something I like to call sisterhood soul ties. In which some of our loyalties to "sis" have driven us into crisis. Suffering from loyalty or connection that has landed us into personal crisis. Disloyalty to ourselves. Fear of being seen as not being a team ...

I grew up in a very large family. 34 maternal first cousins. 18 first paternal cousins. Of my maternal family here in New York there weren't a lot of us. 15 to be exact, 5 female. I occasionally saw the rest of our family (once a year) but the core of my interaction was the 15 and most times 7 out of the 15. Of the 8 of us here I was the only brown skinned child and so I automatically stood out. I grew up in an abusive home and so I didn't speak much and didn't have what my cousins or few friends had. Another reason I stood out. None of these things could of my doing be changed and so began my brown girl woes. I was overlooked and I'm not even sure in this stage of life it was intentional. Sadly I believe it was a social based expression. Colorism is something sadly most dont even know they are participants in. Generational, my mother in jest would be referred to as blacky by one of her aunts and here I am 2 to 3 shades darker than she. It wasn't just the adults...

Like many others and  2020 has caused great time of reflection. It is so very true  we are ever growing and evolving. This time has afforded me time to purge both outwardly and inwardly. I recently had surgery on the surgeon said to me don't be fooled your wounds will heal on the outside you will physically look better but internally you still have to go through the process of healing. And it won't be a quick process and though I heard him I didn't listen I didn't listen until about a month later when I moved a certain way and felt a painful pull in the very place of my wound and a it hit me my process was not over. It's ironic my reality of process was allowed to fall in line with the time of this pandemic, with the time of this world tragedy, a time that called for stillness. What better time would it be to Purge. My physical procedure has caused me to lose weight thank God, it was very much needed for health reasons. So I started my purge with what made se...

As I ride through the city in the days after the rioting and protest there's an eerie silence throughout. A silence that's deafening. People headed to their jobs (those that are left) and going about their day with a sense of uncertainty. You can feel it in the air, the anxiety, the hurt, the anger and discomfort. So many uncertainties. I cant help but to think of all that's occurred all the racially based violence and destruction. Our neighborhoods will never be the same. The lives the the families left behind that can never be the same. The hatred that has surfaced, it's always been there but now even the more in our faces. I say even the more because though we have all been taught history for some this is the first time we are truly experiencing it. My heart grieves for my people those unjustly classified, beaten, murdered and victimized. For the children whose lives have changed because of a pandemic that no one understands and now have a new fear thrust upon them...